I wanna finish this...

I didn't know what to think or what to feel. I couldn't feel anger, I didn't feel saddened, hell even the pain stopped for a brief moment. I had been betrayed... or rather played for a fool.

Me: It... It is you, isn't it? You're the person that... attacked me. You're the killer.

Him: Heh, guilty but yet to be charged. I'm surprised he never mentioned me.

Me: Who is "he?"

Him: That's not what's important. What's important is that you understand what goes down next. You see that area you've just dropped into? That's the previous location. Closed down shortly after that little "incident" in '87. That restaurant will now be your tomb. You see, I AM quite important to the Fazbear franchise so I do make a lot of decisions. Building this pizzeria right on top of that one was one of them. There is no physical way to escape from that area, so you're completely trapped. I have rigged the cameras to connect to the monitor up here so I can watch your death live.

Me: So what? You just gonna watch me starve to death? Pretty anticlimactic plan if you ask me.

Him: Oh it would be... that is, if that's all it was. You see you aren't alone in there. Scattered around the building are the old 'toy' animatronics. In about 15 minutes, they will activate. They function very differently to the others as they aren't fuelled by... well lets call them 'hosts'. These have been modified to have one single job. Kill. And oh boy, are they good at that. You can try you're damned hardest to run and hide, but eventually you will get caught. All you can accomplish is prolonging the inevitable. Personally, I'd try to end myself before they get the chance to. But that's only because I know how much you'll suffer. After all, that was my design choice.

Me: Jesus Christ... This is just one big game to you, isn't it? I don't understand though, why me? You know my name so this seems pretty damn personal.

Him: Oh, it's not that I have something against you. It's just to show someone... to show someone that a deal is a deal. Well, best not waste time with mindless chit-chat. The show begins soon. Judging by what I know about you, I already know that I will enjoy it. Goodnight, Hunter.

Me: Show someone... hey! Hey wait! You can't do this! What the fuck is wrong with you? HEY!

No response. I can't believe this, I may actually die tonight. Should I really just end it now? It'll be quick and most likely less fun for that asshole... No... What am I saying. If this is my final moments on this shithole of a planet, then I'm going out fighting dammit. Just as soon as I get this god forsaken knife outta my side.

I hold on to the hilt of the knife and try to inch it out a little. The pain is too much, going slow just makes it worse. This might do more damage, but I don't want this thing in me any longer than it has to be. I pull as hard as I can and, after a few attempts, the knife comes out. I try not to scream in pain so as not to alert anything nearby. The wound is now bleeding and I have nothing to stop it other than my hand. Well done me.

I get up to my feet and decide to search for something to aid me to survival. Or first aid. Right now, I'd prefer the latter. The area I am in right now appears to be some sort of dining area. There are a few arcade cabinets in one corner of the area while the other looks like some sort of prize corner. There are a few plushies and a large gift box so I don't know what else it could be. The stage is also in sight, but it looks as if nobody is here. I continue down a hallway, walking past the restrooms. There is a door labelled "Parts & Service" at the end of the hallway, but I don't really want to know what's in there.

Taking a left, I can see the hallway continues and ends with another office. Guess this place had the same 'pest issue'. Walking down the hallway, I can see that there are two rooms at either side. They're pretty empty and only contain tables, chairs and balloons.

I stop at the entrance of the office. From what I can see, it is similar to the other one. It's small, compact and appears to be the only well lit room. I take a step closer when something catches my eye. There is a light turned on to my left in the room. It remain still while watching it. After a few seconds it begins to blink rapidly and shut off. I don't know what to make of it, but it has made me curious. I begin to walk into the office.

Once I set a single foot inside the office, a large blue bunny steps in front of me. It screeches loudly and shoves me to the ground. I, scared to death and still suffering from my injury, make haste in turning around, getting up and limping away as fast as I can. Looking back, I can see that it's just staring from the office. I make it to the end of the hallway only for the Parts & Service door to fly open. A yellow figure, noticeably missing a mouth and eyes, walks out. I guess the whole family is awake now. I continue to make my way back into the dining room with no real plan of what to do. There's no possible way I can hide from them in there and, as far as I know, there's nowhere else to go. Guess I won't last as long as I originally thought I would.

I make it to the centre of the dining area, the Bonnie and Chica variants are making their way over to me at a menacingly slow pace. Just as I thought it couldn't get worse, I could see what I assume to be Freddy approaching from the prize corner. I frantically spin around trying to find somewhere to escape to when something catches my eye. Opposite the stage is a lone door not lit up and closed over, I must've missed it. Without thinking, I make my way over to it trying my hardest to fight the pain. I burst through the door and slam it shut. I begin piling random objects like chairs and tables in from of it to try and keep them out.

All I can do is stand there while trying to catch my breath and figure out what the hell I can do now. Haven't been in this room yet so I guess I might as well look around for something useful. I try to turn around and examine the rest of the room, only to begin to feel... wrong. My vision was fading, my limbs were week, before I knew it I was on the floor. The combination exhaustion and blood loss was too much for my body to handle, I had blacked out.

Wow... I feel different. Where am I? Wait, I'm in a pizzeria. It looks like a different one. There are people around, it looks like it's in business. The animatronics are doing their thing on stage, children are playing around, what is this? I can't make out any features of anyone around me, but one thing stands out. There is one animatronic that appears to be highlighted by a strange gold glow. It is moving around like a human, like there is someone inside it. It appears to be talking to a group of children. I don't like this at all. I can't hear the conversation, until they begin walking away. As they walk out of my line of sight, I hear the words "Follow me" as clear as day. It was him. Everything is starting to go white.

I can feel myself coming to again. My vision is still blurred, but I can see that I am on the floor. I don't have the strength to get up yet, but something isn't right. Is there... is there something over me? I could feel something over me as if it where a blanket. I defiantly didn't have time to make myself comfortable as I was blacking out, what's going on here? Well, I wouldn't have to wait long to find out. Somewhere in the room, a robotic voice spoke.

?: Are we finally awake?

Fin. But as I was saying before... is this even worth finishing at this point? Maybe, maybe not. I don't know yet.